Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

he did not say a word in

Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think

at her, somewhat hurt.

house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely to

to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround

nodded decisively. “Very

every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if he tries to

came to that, she would still be the one feeling sorry

head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and

I’m scared of a little

you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast of Jennifer’s engagement party. Would

refused to

arm around Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn

turned around and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down and thought things

Treyton watched as she

the car did not

The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed it and

but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa, Treyton shut the

his house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick

early the following morning at

far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting when they bumped into each

reasons, her secretary had taken a

following two days coaching her new

HR department arrived with the new

her

the two figures

had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a

so much as look

on her table. “This candidate is very well qualified, Ms. Mossey. You’ll like

typing. She did not look at the documents beside

exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in

nodded. “Understood, Ms.